I helped my good friend's brother
Out of trouble when he was in jail
I was flush 'cause I got lucky
Paid his lawyer and I paid his bail

Glad to be able just to pay the price
The price it took to set him free
I never heard a single "thank you" at all
You'd think by now I could see

All the good that I did was for nothing (ah)
All the good that I did was for nothing
Why don't I just let it be?

I'm thankful to young lovers
New York artists, they were on the run
I got them out to California
One was gifted and the other was fun

Merchants will always be merchants, of course
But an artist is a fragile life
And it's something I have always believed
The memory cuts like a knife

All the good that I did was for nothing (ah)
All the good that I did was for nothing (ah)
All the good that I did
All the good that I did
Why can't I just let it be?

All the good that I did was for nothing (ah)
All the good that I did
All the good that I did was for nothing (ah)

All the good that I did
All the good I did
All the good I did (ah)

All the good that I did was for nothing, yeah yeah (ah)

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Writer(s): DAVID FOSTER, RICHARD N. MARX, ROBERT WILLIAM LAMM